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.... sigh.
Fuck this. I had a wonderful, enjoyable evening with Erica (we watched Mirrormask and ate a lot of pizza) and then some STUPID LETTER seems to have ruined my PERFECTLY GOOD MOOD and I will not be able to SLEEP until I get myself CALMED DOWN but I'm torn between being FUCKING FURIOUS and FUCKING TERRIFIED and I just don't know.
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Today, I saw a man of about fortyish or so, in black dress pants and black polo shirt and dress shoes, crossing a parking lot with a little boy of about three, holding hands.
They made their way across the parking lot by hopping on one foot. Both of them. Together. Side by side, hopping across the parking lot.
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Last night I talked with my Dad, and we made tentative plans for fishing Thursday night after work, in his new boat ( Read more... ) -
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A coworker of mine, whom I have almost nothing in common with except a love of eighties music and the shared, secret knowledge that the other is also queer, recently lost his grandmother, and he's quite broken up by it. Yesterday, we happened to have our breaks together, and we sat out on the steps to the storage shed in the sun and talked about ( Read more... ) -
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I finally did get ahold of my father.
He said he bought his new boat! So I should go get my fishing license!
Which is all very well and good, I suppose, but why the hell didn't he just say so in the message?
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My father left a message on my voice mail yesterday while I was at the movies (Indiana Jones: absolutely ludicrous but it is Indiana Jones so what do you expect? Also ARMY ANTS OHGOD HOLD ME) that goes like this ( Read more... ) -
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I went to see Prince Caspian last night. I enjoyed it greatly ( Read more... )